Santiago didn’t know what to do. For the first time in his life, he was in real danger. The other time, he had seen his life passing by, in front of his eyes, without being able to do anything. But this time, at least he was going to try to escape.Santiago opened the door to the helicopter and slammed his heels against the door as hard as he could. This caused the truck man to be pushed, and distanced himself so he could escape.“Don’t even think that I’m going to give myself up alive without a fight.”Santiago began to run desperately, in the middle of the darkness, approaching the forest that was beyond the road. Halfway there, before he knew it, he had already been caught by a strong, chubby arm. It wasn’t the truck man, but one of his friends.“So you were thinking that Grocieti will come alone pick you up? He doesn’t walk alone, he’s always accompanied.”“Let go of me, you want to kill me. Cowards, why don’t you come one at a time? Leave me alone! I have nothing to do with you!"
“I want you to use your skill, for me and my association. Are you able to do that for me, Santiago?”That 12-year-old boy came up with the most inspirational speech possible. There seemed to be nothing in the world he couldn’t do. His eyes continued to shine amidst that darkness as if he had superhuman power. His tailor-made suit, and the green cigarillo he puffed. It made it clear that he really was on another level.Then, Santiago gently nodded his head and tried to get up.“I don’t know who you are, but thank you so much for saving me.”Santiago spoke with a mouth full of blood and a few broken teeth.“Yes Santiago, I am your saviour. And from today I will explain to you how things work in our world.”Before Santiago could continue the conversation, everything went even darker, and his senses abandoned him. Santiago fainted without being able to continue at that moment.…Santiago was still kneeling in the moonlight, on that reinforced glass floor, looking into the face of Arlin, w
Outside that small territory of the White Zone, Andrew looked at all those men who were now his subordinates and asked them about the origin of that brown package.“So, I want answers. Tell me where did this come from?”“Sir Andrew, we have some answers, but we can only confirm if you give us permission to open the package and try the product”“What the f*ck is that? You need to try the drug to know where it came from?”“It’s the custom of traffickers, Sir Andrew. Don’t get us wrong. It’s something we need to do to find out the true origin. If it’s mixed up, it’ll be very difficult to say exactly where it came from. It could be one of ours, you know?! But if not…we suspect who it is.”Andrew asked one of them to open the package.Chief among them, he opened a little of the package and took a pinch of the white powder that came out of the interior. As if he were brushing his teeth, he used his finger to rub the product between his gums.“Tss, TSS! This is some sh*t good!”“Hey, I want
(It's all happening so suddenly in my life. I don't know how I'm going to deal with this situation of becoming the owner of the world. I already have West Lincoln, and it was hard to get. How can I take the rest of my life? Entire city without spilling blood? What will be the plan? Will any of my subordinates come up with a solution? Will the only solution be to continue to depend on Make a Wish? To become the owner, I cannot continue to depend on everything and everyone. The owner of the world must be the great dictator of the rules of the world, and manage to maintain a sustainable balance between war and peace. This is the idealistic vision that I have as the future owner of the world. I have to do things for myself and then for others.)Andrew looked forward to his future position as master of the world as if the planet were his home. And when you own a house, if the house really is yours, you are responsible for leaving it organized or untidy. It is you as the owner who makes the
"Andrew, I want you to meet my best friend. His name is Alonso. As you are my boyfriend, I have to introduce you to someone very important in my life.""It would be nice to meet you. When will that be?""Can we go now?""Now? I have to go to work in no time, can't we see another day to do this?""Pleeease!" Alice pouted as she asked Andrew to meet his best friend.(I'm sure Viviani will deduct my salary, but what can I do? Alice is so beautiful, I can't resist. And in two weeks it's our wedding so we better get this over with)Andrew was at Alice's house, and after getting into his white jeep, Andrew arrived at a mansion 15 minutes away from Alice's house.Andrew got out of the car after Alice, and security let her through, but they immediately stopped Andrew."Hey stop there. Who are you?""I came with her. Don't you see?""Shut up you dirty bastard, you can't come in here," the mansion's security guard pushed Andrew as if he was the owner of the house, and was ready to coerce him if
Andrew took some time to answer and when he got ready to say something."Forget that chit-chat. Let's talk about something serious, let's talk about you guys. How did you meet Alice?""I met her at work. One day, she asked me out and boom! We're about to get married.""And are you happy about it?""A lot, I always tell her that never before in my life did I dream of finding someone like her. Alice is everything to me."Andrew's eyes sparkled when he talked about Alice and Alonso laughed.*He's really in love. That's great, it'll be even better to see his heart destroyed. The plan is already set up.*"Fine. Prove to me that you really like Alice. I need proof.""What do you want me to do to prove it? Is there any greater proof than that I'm ready to marry her?"Andrew looked grave as he asked that question. He didn't know what Alonso wanted, but it couldn't be good.Alice looked at Alonso without knowing what was on his mind."I'm her best friend and I want proof that you really want t
"Do you want me to kill someone?""Don't make me repeat the same thing twice. We need you to meet someone so that you can receive the mission in full. In 30 mins a car will stop at your door. Be ready to go on your journey.""Do I need to bring anything? How many days will I be away?""We already took care of all that. Try to fulfil the mission so we don't have to discard you. We didn't call for you. Can you remember?""Yes, yes. Sorry, I'm just a little scared sometimes.""If you want to accompany the owner of the world, you'll have to be prepared for anything. Even if you're afraid, you need to be convinced that it's all for the greater good."At that moment Yelena prepared to leave the house. She dressed in the best assassin outfit she had, a completely black kit. Stretchy pants that hugged her body, a coat with a collar that, when closed, reached under the nose and covered her mouth. Her long, honey-colored hair was styled into a pretty ponytail, and after putting on black gloves
Yelena entered and observes the interior illuminated by black lights. It served completely to hide people inside the cabaret. It was customary for well-known politicians, famous sportsmen, movie stars, or even pop stars to visit the place, and to maintain discretion the place was kept as dark as possible. Even if a camera were used, it would be difficult to record what was happening inside the cabaret because the local luminosity was only adaptable to human eyes."Poc! Poc! Poc!" Yelena and her boots came in advance to the front desk. The air was frigid and there was a lot of artificial smoke."Hi, you must be Yelena that's right?" the front desk man was talking to Yelena, glad to see her."Yes," Yelena was still a little restrained, because she was the first time entered an establishment for adults, even though she had been an adult for over 6 years."Follow me. I'll take you to the dressing room, you'll be able to wear whatever you find most sensual, and you can keep your personal t